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There is a whirlwind in my mind because I’ve been lost for so longThere is pain in my heart that is why there is sadness in my new songI once danced in a palace of dragonsI once twirled in garments of silkI once spoke regally to my people, without shame and without guiltBut I was taken from my world and into the world of menMy reality was shaken badly, I became broken, and will I mend?There is no answer to my questionThere is no answer to my callsThere is no hero who has found meI miss the parties and the ballsI sit amongst humans thinkingThat my reality is just a dreamThat I fashioned another life to copeWith this realities yells and screamsBut I hear the other realm whisperingCalling out my nameThey say to me, dear Empress, you are not indeed insaneWe will find you Empress, anyway we canBut for now you have to stay strong, in the world of manAnd I whimper at their message and I cry an ocean of tearsThey have not yet found me, though it’s been eighteen thousand yearsHow I wish the rainbow was a bridgeA bridge that I could crossAnd leave this world for the otherAnd lay on my bed of mossHow I miss my dream worldHow I know they miss me tooI hope to go back there somedayI hope that day is soon

Windy, grey and cold was the weather that day, the cold wet sand beneath Rebecca’s bare feet felt oddly comforting to her. Trying to warm herself in vain with folded arms rubbing her shoulders, standing in nothing but a renaissance style under-dress, she watched the horizon intently as though focusing on something approaching, but there was nothing and nor was she really expecting there to be. She could hear them coming behind her – her family and her maidservant, calling out to her to get inside and put some clothes on, as she might catch her death of cold; but she looked on and the nearer they got, the further towards the sea she walked as though hypnotized by some demonic siren.Intrigued to find out what happens next? Like this post and if I get 10 likes by the 20th November I will make a story for you.Thank you, enjoy!

For the last 6 months I have attempted to teach myself art, sketching and painting particularly with watercolors.
The image that you see is my first ever attempt at creating a watercolor mermaid under the sea scene and my first ever attempt at under-painting a picture.
This image is unfinished and I am afraid to say it will stay that way because I mixed the shades of colors that are used on the paper and my fiance Paul knocked over the palette when getting it for me and it was all lost and I am very reluctant to attempt to try making more of the same shades of color as I don’t want to completely ruin this picture.
There are some blemishes to the image, for example the mark of yellow on her left inside elbow amongst other things, but I cannot repair these without severely impacting on the color scheme, as I cannot guarantee I can mix the same shades again.
I am a self-taught artist that have only really been practicing twice a month any kind of art-work for about a year now, as I mentioned before my attempt at watercolors started about six months ago.
In my personal opinion, starting to teach yourself artwork, particularly sketching/drawing shouldn’t really start at how-to-draw books, because that never worked for me, instead, trusting my own eye works better and reading books based on painting; that is of course if you eventually want to move onto painting your images.
I have been getting a lot of comments from my immediate family and friends that they believe I have a natural talent for art considering that I spend less than five hours a month practicing; personally I don’t see it, I see too many imperfections in my work and I cheat. For example, I have hidden one of the mermaid’s hands in this picture because I couldn’t make it look as good as her right hand and the paper was thinning with all the erasing I had to do.
I have a gallery at deviantart.com if you wish to see more pictures that I’ve done as well as my budding artist four year old son, Henry, some of his best work are up there, which reminds me that I must add his version of a toucan up later on.http://ffgallery.deviantart.com/

I like writing very prosy descriptions from time to time and I was wondering if there was a market for prose fiction novels where there is a storyline but it’s mostly prose, such as;

The sand was warm to walk upon, like a heated blanket, she felt wrapped in a blanket of light. She looked into the blue skies of noon and smiled to herself, for her love was far away on the ocean pirating his life for her wealth, so she could maintain her velvety fashions.

Her red hair blew in front of her eyes, giving the world a rusty tinge, the ocean seemed like melted copper when it did that, and her thoughts drifted into memories of the last time she was with Timothy.

I like writing like this sometimes, but I sometimes worry that there’s no market for it and that publishers will simply ask me to not to describe things so much, when over description was my intention.

I like reading things like this but not all the time and I was wondering if there’s a market that’s not been touched yet and the reason behind it is because publishers and agents are becoming afraid of new forms of writing (in my opinion).

As a fantasy reader I prefer prose like fantasy books than those traditional types of books. Who agrees with me? Please comment…